Sunday, March 20, 2016

The desert we are living around.

Things are not always as they seem, especially when you’re inside a dream... Time is like a river time is also like a stream, as it travels down on the moonbeam.
I know that my dreams will always show, the direction the river is going to flow and it’s because of this... I’ll always know, I can never be lost no matter ... where I go.
I can see all the world and still be blind.
I can see all the universe and never find.
What’s in my head what’s in my mind but I’ll see them in my dreams as they unwind.
But 

The river is always moving down.
The desert we are living around.
If I listen ... I can hear the sound.
If I’m not careful then I’ll surely drown

It wasn't fair

My voices drift in from the endless night, telling you they long to see the light.
You whisper to them don't give up the fight, one day they to will have the gift of sight
Though answers are near there tied down by hate, but when they arrive you forget that there late.
Though it seems sometimes it's controlled by fate.. You'll never forget the thoughts they create... As the soft voices turn to howls of dispair because the damage its done beyond repair... You desperatly long for someone to care as we call into the night, it just .. wasn't fair.!

My Illusion

What is seen is not the Truth 
What is cannot be said 
Trust comes not without seeing nor understanding without words 
The wise comprehends with knowledge to the ignorant it is but a wonder 
Some worship the formless God 
Some worship His various forms 
In what way He is beyond these attributes only the Knower knows 
That music cannot be written yet how can then be the notes ... awareness alone will overcome illusion 

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Enough.

The world is in chaos. People are angry. People are frightened. Of each other, of their governments, of corporations. Of the future... We live in a system that creates want, that *needs* want in order to thrive. It’s a system that tells you that you’re not good enough, that you don’t have enough, and that if you can just *get* enough you will be happy. I’m telling you something else... I’m telling you that you are enough. There is nothing wrong with you. You are golden and I had enough.

What is love.?

The question what is love.!!! has grown from the stage of seed into a plant, in me... Its heading towards a huge tree, I couldn't bare it any longer.
So, I started brooding over it, but i have no clear answer.
So started getting answer from people around me...
Mom before she pass away answered; love strengthens every relation.
But my wise dad replied it energies a person's determination to be patient to the woman he love, it's to give her all of you and wait for nothing but her respect to who really you are.
A newly wedded couple told me, Its understanding of souls.
Expecting my friend's answer would match with one of above replies.
But it did not, he said love is a relation wit no end point.
But for a passionate lovers .. Love.. is above all.
I m deeply worried none of d above replies matched what I feel
After a great disappointment, a clarity overcame my frustrations mind .. I, then realised, 
Love is life and life is love.. There is love at every part of our life we just need to feel it, to share it with the right person and to spreads our forgiveness patiently over all the obstacles that we met.

Happy life.. Happy wife.

The doors are wide-open... These tears I cry are no longer blue
The madness is over.. I don't want to fight anymore
I love you.
Nothing can stop you from shining
You are my own Muse .. I am inspired by you
This is poetry and poetry is this
Words from the heart never part
I forgive you and I will never forget you
As the sun sails across the sky
As the stars fall upon the shore
Life goes on. .. Goes on-to you.

Friday, March 18, 2016

Real men bow only to they Queens

When you kneel, Kneel on both knees. When you bow, Bow low from the waist When you love, Love to death. And 
when your heart gets broken, Let the pain consume you to ashes and let the wind blow it away.
Re-invent yourself
Rise up on your feet
And start living again.... proudly, with your head high. For You are a human being, 
you’re not flawless.. you will do onto othersm and they will do onto you... Its how life is .. A chain of event, happenings and decisions. Don’t lose your identity be known for whom you are. Take of all your masks .. Keep on seeking our life is a journey, journy to what you love... Yet never  lose your humanity, If you lose it, you lose yourself and you die inside.
The journey stops when you pass on.
The journey never ends if you don’t’ lose your soul. Be merciful and kind to whom loves you and walk athe way beside.. Live and let live but die only for those who deserve living and worthwhile.... Cry… Cry…. Cry like a child even paint your face with mud and scream like a mad person
Lick your wounds and let them bleed clean let the scar tissues remind you of the lost battles, Don’t feel sorry for yourself cuz you are what you made yourself and losing a battle never meant that you lost the war.
Don’t  ever hate yourself, have the courage to live... dear anyone can die..
And when the angels comes lie down and let your soul go peacefully and let them kill you mercifully... nobody will be sad.. Even me.. Because now.. You are mortal .

Thursday, March 17, 2016

Silent wishing

I felt asleep last night to the rhythm of silence, the ruin of darkness blinding the eyes that once peered upon the beauty that is you.
this morning i awoke to thoughts of your face, hoping you hadn't forgotten the wonder you once saw in mine. 

And I'm sad now around this room of blues, grabbing at your hands, wishing there was no other place you'd want to be than here with me.

Wednesday, March 16, 2016

Be honest

Honesty is true.
Honesty will never lie to you; as it fear God, bring smiles, joy and glad.
Honesty is pure, like medicine do a cure.
Honesty is clear, the heart in God's he fear.
Honesty is just.
Honesty comfort.
Honesty is fair.
Honesty do care.
Honesty is contented.
Honesty bring peace.
Honesty is humble.
Honesty is upright.
Honesty forgive.
Honesty individual possess; 
Honesty bring smile not depress.
When was the time you tell yourself you're true? 
Don't fool out on anyone or they will do the same on you. 

Imagine When I kiss you

When our lips touch explosions go off in my head flashing lights in my eyes blood rushes to my face like a celebration in my headof the love finally recognized
when i lean in for a kiss i hesitate not once for the love i seek is in contact with you the sweet sensual embrace like a celebration of our love to each other
when i think about you all i can do is smile even if we are apart because i know when i kiss you we share a mutual feeling
i know you love me .. you know i love you when.... kissing you

Yesterday..

Yestetday i heard your cry ... Like I was been every day, 
I see it in every way... You try to hide it but you can't fight it. 

You seek to find, help that is blind. 
I watch you in pain, but surly not in vain. 
Your family say I am evil, All they do is shaim
You run from your fears, Your pain and your tears. 

To seek what you can't find, because to you .... help is blind. 

There is a time..

There is...
A time to write, 
A time to listen, 
A time to learn, 
A time to play, 

A time to read, 
A time to see, 
A time to lead, 
A time to sleep, 
A time to be happy, 
A time to be silly,

A time to be mad, 
A time to be sad. 
A time to wake, 

A time to talk,
A time to stay, 
A time to walk. 
A time to help, 
A time to hurt, 
A time to scheme, 
A time to dream, 

A time to wonder,
A time to want, 
A time to try,
A time to die,
A time to love,

A time to live,
A time to make a difference, 
A time to do something. 
There is always going to be a time, 
But will you do something when that time comes..?

Garden

Inside the secret garden ....
what appears right may have shadow of wrong hidden deep under the righteous ground
What appear wrong may still possess some light covered under the thick cloak of blight
What appears true may hold false at root shielded by the shiny mask of truth
What appears false may still hold some right shrouded by the dark foggy blight. 

Inside the secret garden, 
it is always summer flowers blossom everywhere and butterflies merrily gather.. Here, morning sun shines brightly overhead every day light breeze moving white cloud slowly along its way.
At this place, your dreams are warmly embraced
It is the place where your happiness is deeply placed
Everyone has a secret garden of his or her very own
Locked away in a place where to others unknown. 

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Would you..!!

When I'm lost in thoughts, and I'm within myself, will you feel alone?
To wonder if my love for you is truly strong.
Will you feel my love for you and know that words never said are not lost, with your loves embrace.
A touch not given, may your memories recall.
Your gift and vision to understanding love and its grace.
With Love in your heart, it does not erase times together with loves embrace

Into the wilderness of my mind

In the wilderness of the mind and the body refuses to cope .. Trying hard to be infirm and make the mind senile.
I have seen tomorrow never comes for those who wait for it to do the things they always wished to and yesterday is a favourite place for more than most to hang out and ruminate lost moments that germinate and spread their roots .. Refusing to die a death long overdue.

While today I water those ecstatic moments clipping occasionally those memories I wish to forget and try hard to rub and wash scrubbing everyday to maintain cleanliness in the wilderness of the fallow land
My privacy is compromised as memories that make me blind to today's gift of time..
Open floodgates bittersweet giving a damn to my entreaties
Now lost in a maze of .. time. 

Raging fire

The more you hide.. The more you need to hide
What you hide... 

The more you lie.. The more you need to lie
To cover the lies.
If its all a game of our life.. I'll show you how to play
Without bending the rules, 
Without being an escapist or a liar.
Play if you must but don't burn your hands
The coldest of waters that never stirred
Might just turn ugly and into a raging fire. 

Monday, March 14, 2016

My everything

Sometimes I hold my breath as you tell me who hurt you,
Because I don't want to hurt you anymore with my words.
Sometimes I close my eyes as you cry,
Because I don't want to see your painful memories.
Sometimes I tune out your sobs,
Because you're putting yourself down.
I just want to hold you as you cry,
But I understand if you push me away.
I just want to be there to help you through it,
But I understand if you're going to shut me out.
I just want to be your everything,
But I understand if you don't want me here.
I want you to look at me and tell me the truth,
Are you happy?
I want you to look at me and tell me the truth,
Are you okay?
I want you to look at me and tell me the truth,
Do you trust me?
I'm sitting here thinking, wondering, waiting,
Just for you to come around.
I'm sitting here thinking, wondering, waiting,
Just for you to tell me what's wrong.
I'm sitting here thinking, wondering, waiting,
Just for you to be my everything again.
To trust me.
Hopefully you can trust me.
I promise I'm here for you.
I promise never ever give up on you.





Let’s talk

Let’s talk, let’s open our hearts out to each other and talk
You may laugh at this plea, at this suggestion you may balk
You might scoff and tell me, “You’ve gone mad today.”
But reflect a bit and you will find many things to say
Come on, and let us bare our sorrows to each other
So that we can feel lighter and be not in a spot of bother
Good or bad, let us talk about our dealings with life
It’s much better to be open than be cut up by tension’s knife
I don’t care whether you are friend or enemy, or what’s your background
In the vortex of worldly relationships and people’s moods, I’m not bound
For each other, we are just voluble speakers and patient, well-meaning listeners
We can remove the burden of sorrow, or else our hearts will ache even worse
You and I will discuss many things, and give each other advice
Maybe we can do all the talking-listening over drinks and fried rice
Who knows, maybe we will become bosom friends
And in the future, this relationship will pay rich dividends
You may want to praise me, scold me, abuse me, tell me I’m bad
I wouldn’t get angry, or get into a brawl with you, or feel sad
It’s better to take out all the misunderstandings and ill-feelings in the heart
Maybe it will help us understand each other better, instead of driving us apart
Maybe you do not know, but it is extensively proven by history’s pages
Due to lack of communication, wars and fights have occurred for ages
Even in this day and age, battles and more battles are still being fought
As all attempts by warring parties to talk to each other have come to nought
Let’s talk, let’s open our hearts out to each other and talk
It’s better to be garrulous, rather than be silent as a rock
When you will open up and say things, a dime a dozen
You will then enjoy life and keep considering this world as heaven

Saturday, March 12, 2016

US

How do you hold on to someone you’ve never ever forgive..!
The answer is between US, two...
Only our hearts can tell - me and you…
Myself, me, I, am - is definitely into you...
You know why? ? ?
Deep within me, I am convinced...
My blood flows for you…
My heart beats for you...
My body craves for you…
My mind ache for you…
And my soul hungers in search of you...
If in HIS perfect time…
I’ll meet you…
I’ve got lots of things to say though…
By three’s it’ll go…
I miss you.
I need you.
I want you.
Because…
I LOVE YOU!

Self-pain

Why much of our pain is slef-choosen
You know why? 
Because we relive them over and over by thinking about the past, letting our memories torment us again and again. Choose to acknowledge the facts, things that happened, take responsibility for them but cast away the emotion that is associated to the memory, be forward thinking, and allow yourself to be positive, because you deserve to cut yourself a break.